Stay Close to Me, We Are Fighting Our Way Out

Should good people be held at gunpoint?

Must one ask for no reward when doing good deeds?

Qin Annian did not know, but he felt that as long as he had no regrets, that was enough.

Did he regret going to teach in his past life? No!

Did he regret walking this path in his current life? Also no!

Since he chose this road, he would climb to the peak!

Qin Annian's blood surged like a tidal wave, transporting massive amounts of oxygen to his muscles and organs, unleashing strength that transcended his limits.

"Hoo!"

He violently yanked the short spear that had pinned the mechanical iron fist, then lunged toward Sickle, who was trembling like a leaf.

Sickle's eyes were wide with terror as he frantically issued reboot commands through his neural link.

The modified organs within his body, which had been sluggish, finally began to operate at full capacity, halting his body's uncontrollable shaking.

Boom!

His blood surged, flushing his face a deep red.

"Is this Qin guy even human?"

"How could his combat power possibly..."

His dim electronic eyes glowed red once more, locking onto Qin Annian again.

Immediately after.

An ear-piercing warning exploded within Sickle's electronic eardrums!

[Combat power suspected to exceed 213, evacuate immediately!]

A crimson inverted triangle exclamation mark representing danger hovered above Qin Annian, making Sickle feel as if he were briefly suffocating!

"213?!"

This combat power value was more than ten times his own 20 points of Life Development Power!

What's more!

There was no way this Peace Officer named Qin could have a Life Development Power exceeding 20!

Even with the support of mechanical structures, Sickle felt as if his heart had been squeezed into the size of a ping-pong ball by a mysterious giant hand.

The sensation of suffocation became even more intense!

"Give it to me!"

"Open!"

Watching Qin Annian charge toward him with the short spear in hand.

Sickle's face twisted into a savage snarl as he roared, pushing his modified organs to overload; if he didn't fight for his life now, he would never get another chance!

A sharp whistling sound erupted from within his body as various stimulants flooded his veins, causing his combat power to skyrocket past 200.

"Hoo!"

"Hoo!"

In the span of a few breaths, the remaining skin on Sickle's body turned bright red.

He violently grabbed an iron cage from the ground and hurled it at the incoming Qin Annian.

"I paid such a heavy price just to break through the 200 combat power limit."

"How can this monster be like this?"

He glared at Qin Annian with venomous resentment, a thick sense of jealousy welling up in his heart.

Bang!

The iron cage was kicked aside, and Qin Annian used the momentum to drive his short spear into the concrete floor, vaulting his body up to swing a full circle in mid-air!

Leg Technique: Mountain-Splitting Axe!

The leg technique, mastered to the point of perfection, gathered a sharp edge and slammed down toward Sickle with immense force.

[Combat Power: 193!]

The data appearing in his electronic eyes brought a hint of joy to Sickle's face!

"As expected!"

"Even if you are a monster, you can't maintain a combat power exceeding 200 forever!"

That defied logic!

Yet, the combat power he had exchanged for at the cost of severe injury could be maintained above 200!

"Come!"

"Fight!"

Sickle roared hysterically, his towering frame charging toward Qin Annian. He thrust his bayonet at a treacherous angle toward Qin Annian's throat, intending to trade his own injury for a kill!

The next moment.

Sickle's figure dipped low, and he caught this kick from Qin Annian.

Yet, the bayonet in his hand did not pierce Qin Annian's throat as he had hoped.

Snap!

Having released his short gun with both hands, Qin Annian used incredible flexibility to wrap his arms around Sickle's pair of mechanical hands, then converted his soft force into a fierce, domineering power, forcibly snapping the mechanical hands right off!

Fist Technique: Willow-Bending!

"Roar!"

Covered in cold sweat, Sickle howled with a twisted expression.

Boom!

His body crashed to the ground immediately after.

Qin Annian looked down at Sickle and raised his left hand, which was clenched into a fist.

[Combat Power: 243!]

Xingyi: Cannon Fist!

It was as if a howitzer shell had slammed into the concrete floor.

Boom!

A violent roar echoed through the warehouse, and the ground trembled slightly!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Punch after punch, until he could no longer sense a shred of life force, Qin Annian finally retracted his fist. He stood up with an indifferent expression and pulled his short gun from the ground.

"Stay close to me."

Qin Annian's gaze crossed the iron gate to look at the alleyway licked by tongues of fire. Relying on his keen hearing, he could already hear many people rushing toward the warehouse.

Lin Zi'ang gritted his teeth against the pain, found a rope to strap his sister to his chest, and followed behind Qin Annian.

Biting open an energy bar and swallowing it whole, Qin Annian took the lead, carrying his short gun as he walked out of the warehouse!

"Captain Chen, this is Supply Ship."

"We have re-established contact with Cicada."

"The anomaly in the southwest of the Old District is highly likely related to the Alien Race."

It was not as they had previously guessed—that these people had gathered for the sake of Qin Annian. Or rather, eliminating Qin Annian was merely something they did while they were at it.

Chen Qintao, who was directing his team members to tie up the unconscious gang members, felt his pupils shrink to pinpricks upon hearing this!

Cicada was an inside agent planted by the Intelligence and Technical Support Brigade within the Cultivation Holders Association, and his identity was classified at the highest level.

Only the Chief and the Director of the Operations Division knew his true identity.

But the words "Alien Race" made Chen Qintao's entire body turn cold, followed by a surge of rage rushing into his mind!

"Those animals in the Cultivation Holders Association!"

"They actually dare to collude with the Alien Race?!"

Supply Ship calmly relayed the superior's orders to Captain Chen:

"The other two squads entering the Old District are closing in on your position, and two additional reserve teams are also prepared."

"The combat map has been updated. Please act as the vanguard. Proceed through the underground passage to the Cultivation Holders Association's underground base and prepare for battle."

After relaying the mission, Supply Ship added an extra note:

"Peace Officer Qin has already headed toward the Iron Rod Gang headquarters. The underground passage is nearby; please keep an eye on his situation."

Huh?!

Hearing this, Captain Chen's brows furrowed instantly.

Although Qin Annian was a genius, his Life Development Power was simply too low.

Right now.

The Old District was in chaos, and the southwest jurisdiction was about to become the main battlefield.

Even he, a martial artist with a Life Development Power exceeding 83 points, felt immense pressure. Why was Qin Annian here joining the fray?

"I copy."

"We are heading to the underground passage immediately."

Ending the communication, Chen Qintao issued an order on the squad channel:

"Lin Xiao, take Group C and escort the prisoners back. Group A and Group B, follow me!"

Lin Xiao watched Chen Qintao lead his men away, his eyes filled with envy.

He knew his own limitations; his Life Development Power was too low, and following them would only hold them back, so he could only handle these tasks of maintaining order and cleaning up the battlefield.

"What a pity!"

"I have to miss this major battle."

"I wonder where Qin Annian is. Both of our Life Development Powers are very low; we simply don't have enough strength to venture deep into this war."

"There's no way to witness a real battle."

"However."

"Qin Annian has already performed a great service."

Lin Xiao sighed, deciding that once they got out, he would find Qin Annian and make him treat him to a meal.

Looking one last time with reluctance toward the direction where Chen Qintao and the others had disappeared, Lin Xiao waved his hand, signaling his men to escort the unconscious gang members away.

Rumble!

At this moment.

The roar of engines came from the sky.

Lin Xiao looked up to see five helicopters loaded with firefighting water flying toward the Old District!

"Let's go!"

"We're heading back!"

Withdrawing his gaze, Lin Xiao led Group C as they retreated from the Old District.